"The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Great Wilderness of the West": "Beyond the Northwest Sea, in the corner of the Great Wilderness, there are mountains but not together, and the name is not good. ”

On that day, there was cold and snow on the top of the mountain. The young man in white knelt in front of the stone monument, a touch of red hung on the corner of his mouth, and warm tears flowed through the vicissitudes of life and thin cheeks. He looked at the lonely stone tablet decadently, and laughed madly, tears and smiles intertwined on his face, but behind it was a different kind of heart-wrenching and piercing.

The corpses all over the field, the ruined palaces, the scattered weapons, all of them died under the dragon stick, this place is like the purgatory of Shura. The white-clothed young man held one hand on the dragon stick that was half-inserted in the dirt, and the blood was still dripping. His face was pale, his eyes were hollow and he looked at the broken mountain top, and he didn't say a word.

Behind the white-clothed young man stood the water god Gonggong, the star god Kuafu, the Xuantian Jade Girl, the Yin Lingzi and others, and everyone gathered their troops to gather at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

After a long time, the young man in white looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, piercing the sky. The young man stood up with a stick, "Father, you were sentenced to Zhuolu in your previous life, and you were wiped out in Buzhou Mountain in this life." The child adheres to the so-called right path, but does not want to be used by the right way. Hahaha. The boy smiled and laughed, tears streaming down his face. Gritting his teeth, he said: "Father, the child will definitely sacrifice your soul with the blood of the creatures of the Three Realms and Six Realms." ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked. The young man in white has the root of all evil, and he has the ultimate power, if he is determined to kill, who in the Three Realms can resist it?

On the top of the mountain, dark clouds suddenly rose, thunder rolled in the sky, and the wind surged. In an instant, the sand and rocks were flying, and between the lightning and thunder, the gods gathered. The supporters of the Yan and Huang Emperors gathered here, and today they are about to kill the young man in white.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor looked at the people gathered at the foot of Buzhou Mountain: "You are sure to be the enemy of the righteous path, violate the mandate of heaven, and be a chaotic minister and thief." ”

"Regulus, shut up. If you hadn't killed my father, why would I be here? ”

"Your father is brutal and arrogant, Zhuolu fights, if the world falls into his hands, won't he put the world in dire straits." Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly.

The young man in white sneered: "Hmph! Cruelty, isn't it cruel that you slaughtered my people in vain? ”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor did not speak.

"Is your so-called righteous way to exchange the sacrifices of my people for peace in the world? In this life, what is wrong with my father, he will end up in ashes. ”

"Your father, giving birth to you, is a mistake in itself. It is a mistake that he has given you the root of all evil and the power to destroy the world. ”

"Haha!" The young man's laughter became more and more uninhibited, but it was full of heartache. "It's a mistake in itself, everything in heaven and earth has its own reason for existence. You want to kill me and my father, but you are afraid of the ultimate power. Why say it so high-sounding. ”

"Reason, what qualifications do you have, a yellow-mouthed child?" Xuanyuan was furious and scolded.

"Xuanyuan, how many living beings have you killed with the so-called righteous path. My master, Yin Lingzi, has never harmed anyone in his life, and he is pure by nature, just because he was born in the demon race, he will face the fate of being killed. The star god praised his father, who died in order to save his people, but in the mouth of the world, he became a fool chasing the sun and was completely excluded in the divine realm. Pile by pile, piece by piece, what exactly is your so-called righteous path? I have the root of all evil, but I am bent on good, but I have not escaped your so-called righteous path. ”

"You," Xuanyuan didn't want to justify anything for the righteous path he insisted on, he smiled with relief, "Evil is invincible, today, you and your father will bury your bones in this Buzhou Immortal Mountain." ”

"Humph!" The young man's eyes were bloodshot, he looked at this cold world coldly, and smiled cruelly: "Today, I want all of you to accompany my father to the funeral, and no one wants to walk out of this Buzhou Mountain." ”

"What a big breath." Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's side of the Demon Star Hou Qing said.

"Emperor Yan!" The young man suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Yan of the Southern Heavenly Court. "If I unfortunately die in Buzhou Mountain today, I hope you don't let Xuanyuan kill my father's subordinates, they are not evil people."

Emperor Yan suddenly felt that maybe there was really something wrong with their so-called righteous path.

"Good!"

The young man in white turned his head to look at the army under Buzhou Mountain, "Everyone, today, we will fight together on the battlefield, if I am unfortunate enough to follow my father, I hope you will take a piece of soul and be buried under the ginkgo on Tongyao Mountain." ”

Xuanyuan gave an order, the gods returned to their places, and in an instant, dark clouds rolled in, and between lightning and thunder, the wind raged. The boy removed the tattered cloak behind him and tied it to the stone tablet. Holding the dragon stick in his hand, he shouted: "Father, if you have a spirit, please bless the child, you will be invincible." After speaking, the young man drew the power of his soul to reach the Tanzhong acupoint and released the source of all evil in his body. Everyone saw that a blue pillar of light appeared around the young man, leading straight to the sky, and then the clouds seemed to have been summoned by the young man to gather towards the pillar of light. Then a huge vortex formed in the sky.

"No, he's going to open the door to the dead, no one knows where it's connected, not even Pangu, the Lord of Chaos. Once the door to death is opened, the Three Realms are destined to be devastated. Nuwa Niangniang, looking at the angry teenager, said helplessly.

"What?"

"Stop him?"

"The gods listened to the order and set up the array. We're going to seal this monster again. Xuanyuan shouted, only to see the gods attack the boy with the power of their souls.

Twelve heavenly gods rose into the air, "Xuanyuan Knot!" Twelve golden rays of light intertwined, forming a huge six-pointed star, imprisoning the boy in it.

"Protect Shaojun!" Yin Lingzi and the others also never used their spiritual power to lay down immortal barriers.

"All the soldiers listen to the order, and those who destroy the world will be punished together." Xuanyuan rode the golden dragon and led the soldiers to descend from the sky to work with the water god, and the star god Kuafu and others launched a fierce battle at the northern foot of Buzhou Mountain.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and it was difficult to separate. In the dark, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the soul power that kept pouring out of the young man's body finally had the potential to dry up. At this time, it was the best time to kill the boy, but no one in the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor faction could stand up and stop this.

The sky has torn a huge button, the universe has cracked, and the door to death has been opened. All of them looked in amazement at the irretrievable door of death, waiting for the death of the person to get closer step by step. The young man turned around weakly and looked at the corpses strewn across the mountains, and the smell of death was everywhere. He smiled dejectedly, he felt so tired, so tired. The boy lay on the ground, bewildered and staring at the crack in the sky, when a flood fell from the sky. No one can stop it, the dark red water is like the blood of evil spirits, pouring down, flowing from the top of the mountain to the mountains and rivers, to the four lakes and seas. Almost instantly, Buzhou Mountain had turned into an ocean, and it was said that no one escaped from the catastrophe, and everyone died there.

"Grandpa, grandpa," a cute little boy leaned on the old man's lap, "is this story you are telling true?" ”

The old man rubbed the child's head, "True or fake, this is just a story." ”

"That young man, did he finally help his father and father take revenge?"

The old man smiled slowly and looked into the distance, "No, the boy gave up." ”

The child scratched his head in confusion, "Why?" Didn't Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor fail to beat the boy in white? ”

"The boy gave up for the righteousness of his heart."

"Didn't he not believe in the right way?"

The old man smiled, "He believes in his own righteousness. ”

"Mother, I don't understand the story told by my grandfather."

The oncoming woman brought a thick cloak, looked at the golden ginkgo tree, and gently draped it for the old man. "Dad, it's cold, let's sit in the house."

The old man got up, and the woman remembered something again, and said, "The one in heaven, please go and sit down." ”

The old man smiled, "That's it, tomorrow is your grandfather's death day, you can bring some things and go to Buzhou Mountain to see him!"

"Yes."

"Grandpa, grandpa. Xiaotian still wants to hear the story, and grandpa is telling me the story of the boy in white. ”

The old man smiled kindly, "Okay, grandpa will tell you slowly." ”

The old man was still dressed in white, just as he had been back then, even though he was already old at this time. The old man walked slowly, "That was a long, long time ago. Let's start with the cosmic desolation! ”